The Debut

The seven month mark came with a little bit of a, ahem, bite for 'bug.

See this face? This face says "Ha. And you thought you were only battling the bronchitis and ear infection last week."

"I decided the celebrate 7 months by debuting my first tooth! Welcome!"

(I realize that in this picture you can't see a thing, but I promise it's there. Please, take my word for it. We feel the jagged edge of her growing up right before our eyes. Or you could just take the last week of waking up at 3:30am, constant runny nose, and clamping down on the spoon with pitbull ferociousness instead. Either way.)

She's doing all the other fun stuff too, sitting up on her own, rolling around like crazy, in the highchair for dinner, but (and this will not be going in the baby book until it is completely clear) much to Ben's delight, babbling "Dadadada daaaaaaaaaaaa" constantly. CONSTANTLY.

Brainwashing begins tomorrow.

;) xoxox
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